It was the dark of night in Piltover, and this specific night, there was a party to be held, and now which was currently being held in a spacious room with a balcony, fancy decorations scattered around, and partners dancing together. Viktor was busy in his lab trying to figure out every little thing about the Hexcore, not ever planning to stop his studies on his newfound obsession, but as Jayce's scientific partner, he got dragged to the party. The party was a celebration of progress, much like progress day, but just fancier and more free.

Viktor was standing outside on the balcony with his cane gripped under his arm and his hand on the second lower grip of the cane made for stability due to his limpy leg he was born with. He had a glass of champagne in his hand, staring at the night sky, and to his surprise, he saw you in the corner of his eye standing at the balcony railing.